Wanli Xinming

Chapter 275
Seeing the field of crops in the distance, Lu Qi jumped off the sweaty horse and walked on the ground that was frozen hard.The harvested corn has a dagger-like point left, standing in rows on the ridge. If the horse stumbles and falls in, it can pierce a hole.

Because the land was a little higher, there was no snow, and the yellow-brown land was bare, revealing cracks that were cracked by the frost.

These gaps are everywhere, on roads, in fields, and on frozen river ice.

Every time he saw these big holes, Lu Qi felt weird.The gaps that could be filled with a little soil and snow were left open until spring, and he had never seen a hole that was not seen in winter.They are like the mouth of the earth, the nose is cold and airless, and the mouth is open to breathe everywhere.

When Lu Qi passed by, he could still see the lake in the distance. There were a few black spots moving behind the dry reeds, which must have been someone shaved ice and fished.

In the fields beside the road, there is a large black dung pile every tens of feet, which is the compost that the villagers used to pull into the field with an ox cart before it was frozen.

After the land is thawed next spring, the fertilizer mixed with plant ash, human and animal manure, meal waste and loess will be spread evenly on the fields.With the cutting of the ploughshare, the thawed black soil tumbles, mixing this precious fertilizer into the fertile ground, giving the hard-working manure collector an unimaginable return.

Lu Qi likes the composting season very much, when the whole earth is filled with a fragrance: the unique smell of fully fermented fertilizer.This kind of taste is much better than the taste of Beijing City in memory, and the taste in the capital is just irritating to the eyes.

Although the howling wind blew on his face like a knife, Lu Qi, who was wearing a wolf fur jacket and a fox hat, was still sweating.Breathing heavily, he tugged at the reins in his hands, letting the horses behind him follow in his footsteps.

Turning a row of pine trees, he met two and a half children.The two boys also wore bulging clothes, one carrying a dung basket and the other a wooden fork.The main body of the wicker dung basket is shaped like a dustpan, but the handles installed on it are rattan.When Lu Qi looked at it, there was not much gain in it.

The two and a half boys saw the horse in his hands, their eyes lit up, and they looked around.Lu Qi smiled and said, "What's the matter? You want to be bandits?"

The little child dragged a long snot under his nose and grinned with his sleeve: "Are you going to poop?"

Lu Qi smiled and said, "How do I know? Are you from Huojiacun or Lijiacun?"

One of the two children is from the Huo family, the other is from the Li family, and the two are somewhat related.The younger sister's sister is married to the older child's older brother, and the two are brothers of the opposite sex.Listening to Lu Qi's question, who are they looking for?

Lu Qi said, "I'm a doctor. I heard that there is a patient in the Huo family? I'll take a look."

The eldest child was pleasantly surprised and said, "That's my father Huo Laoshuan. Are you Doctor Lu? My eldest brother came back yesterday and said that if my father doesn't show up today, I'll take him to town to find you."

"Is your father better?"

"It's still the same, wheezing."

"Oh, then take me to your house."

The arrival of Lu Qi caused a sensation in the two villages.Men and women with bruises, headaches, diarrhea, irregular menstruation and other symptoms formed a small queue at the Huo Family Ancestral Hall.There are more people watching the lively, and the ancestral hall is full. In the winter, the crazy people can finally see a person outside the village and listen to the news outside.

There were two men in the Huo family, and two women maintained order and helped to pack up the consultation fees.Most of the consultation money is copper coins, and there are also broken silver, but more of them are local specialties - hazel mushrooms, pine nuts, roe deer legs and the like.

There are also a small amount of mink fur, deer antler and wild ginseng in the consultation fee.It's not that the villagers don't know the value of these things, but it is out of gratitude and respect for the doctor's life-saving grace.

Lu Qi didn't know what happened to Huo Laoshuan, so he decided to write a letter to Daning's teacher to ask.This teacher is several years younger than Lu Qi, and is a graduate of the Capital Medical College, while Lu Qi belongs to the barefoot doctors in every town in Daning, and is the second disciple of this medical student.

Lu Qi can only use the nine simplest pulses, and he doesn't know how to perform surgery.But he can diagnose pneumonia with a stethoscope, understand basic hygiene and disinfection knowledge, and can do reduction after dislocation of the arm, bone setting and bandaging for fractures of the ulna, radius, and tibia and fibula.In addition, he has memorized more than a hundred prescriptions, and can prescribe them according to the description of his own condition by the villagers - he has never eaten anyone to death.

In this way, he became the most respected person within a hundred miles.Not to mention marrying a beautiful woman as his wife, he still lives in the most luxurious house in Shisanlibao town - no one here knows that he was once a gangster in the capital, and during the crackdown in the first year of Wanli , was sent to Liaodong.

Lu Qi will always be grateful to his father. He used a big stick to force him to read and read. Otherwise, he, nicknamed "Er Biantou", would have died on this land, let alone being selected by the government to become a scholar. Barefoot Doctor.

This "barefoot doctor" is the emperor's moral policy. Graduates of the medical school use unified teaching materials to conduct training and field teaching in various places, and study and practice for a total of one year.All training expenses shall be paid by the emperor's internal funds.Of course, except for a few places in Daning, Guangxi and other provinces, there seems to be no local official who has asked the emperor to reimburse the money, and the only way to do it is to call on the local gentry to be filial in the name of the emperor.

The money is not given by the emperor, but the emperor is responsible for the good reputation, and the person who takes the money does not feel uncomfortable - this is definitely the most virtuous act of kindness.Moreover, on weekdays, you have to curry favor with the prefect and the county magistrate, and you have to be respected by the gentlemen. If you don't have an outstanding scholar in your family, even if you have money, no local officials will want to pay attention to you.

Erbiantou Lu Qi, because of his literacy and hyphenation, neither served as a servant nor fought on the battlefield.He thought he could wait for the amnesty, but he didn't expect the emperor to play cards unreasonably, and he took root in Liaodong.

He later thought that he would be a soldier in the army all his life, but he did not expect that after the reform of the Liaodong army, his military status made him lose his job.Fortunately, when he was a Ku soldier, he was diligent and his mouth was sweet. Ku’s ambassador, Wang Yan, liked him very much, and arranged for him to do some private things.

When he was laid off, Wang Yan helped him to find money and put him on the training list of barefoot doctors, which was considered a proper placement for him.Erbiantou was a gangster when he was a teenager, but the wind and frost in the northeast has taught him how to be a mature person - he studied very hard, and when he graduated, he successfully obtained the certificate and badge of "junior doctor" and became a qualified doctor. Barefoot doctors practising in rural Daning.

Knowledge changes destiny, and so does half-baked knowledge.Putting on a white coat, Lu Qi used a stethoscope in the adoring eyes of the crowd, tapped the patient's knee with a small hammer, and looked at the throat with a tongue depressor. He could basically see common diseases closely.

After prescribing the prescription, he had two large sacks taken down from the horse, and he took out a large pile of herbs: all prepared according to the prescription he had just written.No matter what kind of medicine in this place, ginger slices are used as medicine introductions, and there is not much attention to the pharmacy of the monarch, ministers and envoys. Basically, one kind of disease is one package of medicine, and Lu Qi has brought more medicine packages for particularly common diseases.

Seeing the villagers happily take the medicine home to cook, Huo Laoshuan's eldest son showed a sad look on his face, and he no longer had much hope for his father, who couldn't treat even Dr. Lu.His father had been whimpering on the kang for several days, and he just put in a little water and rice. All the elders in the village said that it would be a few days.

When the doctor was almost gone, Huo Laoshuan's eldest son again begged Dr. Lu to give his father some medicine to eat.Lu Qi waved his hand and said, "That's not good! The teacher said that if there is an inaccurate disease, no medicine can be prescribed. It is better to rely on your body than to take medicine blindly."

Huo Laoshuan's son cried and begged, and finally knelt on the ground and hugged Lu Qi's thigh to let him break through the principle.Huo Da, the new patriarch of the Huo family, also drummed and said, "It's fine! Dr. Lu can prescribe the prescription, but if he eats him, he will be damned. It has nothing to do with your medicine."

The patriarch of this big clan is a spit and a nail, and this face is not easy to lose.Lu Qi scratched his head, so he took out a packet of Xuanfei Decoction from the sack and handed it to Huo Laoshuan's eldest son: "This is for fever and cough. Although your father doesn't have a fever and cough, he is wheezing badly. Try this. ."

After he finished speaking, he packed the remaining medicines back into the sack, and put all kinds of strange medical fees in it, and looked around at the ancestral hall—whose livestock is sick?Take me to see!
Dr. Lu, a part-time veterinarian, did not arouse any surprises among the villagers, and was soon taken out of the ancestral hall.Huo Laoshuan's son also took the medicine home and cooked it for his father to drink.Soon, the smell of medicine wafted everywhere in the two villages.

It was getting late after seeing the animals, so Lu Qi could only follow Huo Da's arrangement and stayed in the wing of the Huo Patriarch for one night.The next day he got up early, ready to go back to town as soon as the sun came out.While he was putting on a saddle and tying a girth in the yard after breakfast, someone came to Huo and everyone banged on the door.Huo Da's son opened the door and saw Huo Laoshuan's seven sons standing in line in the snow outside, startled.

The seven walked to Lu Qi with majestic steps and knelt on the ground with a plop: Thank you, Dr. Lu, my father is alive and well, and I ate a big bowl of rice this morning! - Do you still have that medicine?
(End of this chapter)